固定されたツイート
A preface.
There’s a lot to say and I’m not going to get to everything. I’ll be detailed as I can, but keep things moving. I’m not perfect. I make mistakes, but that’s also what makes me beautiful. A lot of what I’m going to talk about is spiritual, therefore intangible. I’m going to talk about karma, synchronicity, faith, miracles, spiritual dreams. For me these things are apart of my nature, but also experiences, and a kind of expertise. We live in a culture today where we tend to silence and shut out people with experience and expertise; someone throws up a meme and suddenly we know better than people who know better. What I can say is from experience and expertise comes credentials. With my nature this is about the way I am as a writer, the way I’ve written music since I was a little boy, what I’m drawn to, what I think, how I hear music, how I sing, my voice, my handwriting, my mannerisms and way of being. I think with nature the time in the moment also determines it; a four leaf clover, a black sheep, a flower that blooms a different color than the rest and in this situation, given that we’re humans living in creation, I think when things are going bad or dark certain souls surface. I’m not the only one. I don’t know if one can ever prove reincarnation, but I’ll do my best in this thread to prove I’m me. By virtue of my nature and experiences I believe in myself. I also believe other artists and thinkers have an obligation to speak out and make something different, to be gurus, angels, however you identify—just be, because the world needs love and light, and the best part is, is that anyone with heart and a creative spark can contribute. We all have value and something to share, teach, and learn. We all shine on.
I’ll start with a couple spiritual credentials, some experiences and examples of my nature and then I’ll circle back to my youth and wind my way to the present. This could take a while, but it’s good for me to say it and then whatever happens from there I can adapt.
In the autumn of ’22 I became aware of Yoko on Twitter, I had profound feelings of love, familiarity, and we were synchronizing. We both believe that we are all connected in our subconscious and I think that’s what happened. Almost two years ago I had a bell miracle. This bell experience was something I dealt with throughout my adulthood and when it would occur, I would fight it and fight it off because it was scary. On this occasion, I stopped fighting and from it was a spiritual awakening a moment of surfacing my soul. I was in bed relaxed, and a bell rang in my head. It was intense, a deep drone that vibrated and felt like every cell and atom was buzzing like pins and needles, this vibration, moved from my head, down my neck into my body until my entire body was vibrating with the bell; it was one of the most intense things I ever experienced. I look at my life as before and after that moment because my intuition became stronger, my spiritual experiences became more frequent. I later found the sound of the bell, it was a Tibetan bell. A year ago last December I was in NYC and I was at the MET museum of art and I saw ancient Buddha statues with halos of bells and I just knew, that’s me—that’s my kind. I’m a misfit mystic. This is what the bell sounds like: youtube.com/watch?v=ozpc_Y…
When my energy is up, especially when I’m working with music, I see light in my hands. A sort of white aura that follows my hands when they move. Sometimes I’ll see it in other people, like an invisible energy around their heads when their energy is up.
On May 15 2016 I saw the Holy Ghost. I was in my bedroom and I woke up to a golden light in my room. The light was bright and warm and intense. Within the light, my neighbor Joe Bailey stood before me. He had passed away a few days prior. Because Joe was dressed in his country western attire I said ‘Go get ‘em, cowboy’ to acknowledge that he transcended death. He looked kindly upon me and disappeared with the light that faded as my room grew dingy. I got out of bed and walked to the kitchen to get a cup of coffee. I had this sensation to walk to the dining room, so I did. I looked through the front window of our house and I could see the neighbor’s house across the street—a plum tree had fallen in their yard and into the street. They were Joe’s next door neighbors. Joe looked after those neighbors and had he been alive I know even at his advanced age, he would have used his chainsaw to chop the tree and stack it neatly for them. And on that day, that’s what I did. I knew that it was what Joe wanted me to do. At the time, I had a fear of losing my consciousness, even going to sleep at night could be a struggle, but, after that experience I had more faith in myself and I stopped fearing death.
I fell for Anna Lapwood at first sight in Sept of '22. I felt she was unrelated in all of this and drew comfort from that. There is more I will go in detail about, but on the night of January 5th 2023 I experienced a Pentecostal miracle. I realized she plays the organ at The Albert Hall, the one with 9999 pipes. When I realized that's how many holes it takes to fill the Albert Hall (A Day In The Life) my head was a flurry of visions from my past. It coincided with the strongest windstorm I ever experienced at this house. So strong was the windstorm that it broke our fence gate. I had two other visions. I went to take a shower and while I was in the shower I synchronized with my past life self, John. In my mind layered over my vision we were both naked at the same age and synchronized in our movements. I've had three dreams with my past life self--my higher self/soul and in each dream we synchronize our faces. After the shower, I went to bed, overwhelmed, I listened to Beatles music and when I closed my eyes I could see multitudes of people walking together like a parade in a heavenly plane. I've wanted to tell Anna this, my feelings for her and it resulted in me getting hurt, ignored, times where I think she may be guiding me and helping, and times I think she's trying to hide me or deny me. I recently wonder if she or someone close to her has been mistaken for me. My head and heart wonders about it, but, regardless of how it was or is--I was spiritually summoned. It was karmic.
I've believed I'm John going back to when I was a boy and heard 'Free As A Bird'. I recognized it as my writing, my voice, the way I played piano the way I recorded my playing at the piano on cassette tape.
In the last two years I've been on a spiritual journey and along the way the people and places I've come across at times I have re-experienced moments from my previous life. I am fortunate for the places I've been and especially the people I've come in contact with along the way because they help surface my soul in different ways and sometimes remind me of past events or people from my past. I'll explain. We are connected.
These are a few of the spiritual things I’ve experienced. I mention them so when I talk about other experiences and intuition and karma that you know it’s sincere; this is what I’m like. And from these experiences I have confidence in myself and that the Universe is with me on this.
I'm going to share some examples of my handwriting and writing process next, a few thoughts on my nature and then I'll start at the beginning and work our way back here. This will take time.
A lot of what I will say is repeating what is already been posted in this thread. Please look back into it, explore it and all the different moments and pockets within it. It's all there in different ways. This is a journey. I hope what I'm saying moving forward will help bring context and better understanding. I'm certain that other people could go back on this thread and on all my posts the last couple years and see more synchronicities and examples of my nature. It's all here, this my nature, this is my soul.
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